Through the wilderness I wander

October 27th, 2004

I know I haven't updated in a few days. I've been grey-minded and growly, so I thought it best that I not inflict that on you lot.

The Faire season, to my mind, is officially over. We performed (as the Crimson Pirates) at the Maryland Renaissance Faire this weekend past. Dan and Robin consider this their home faire, mostly (I think) because the Pirates Royale are there. It is beautiful. The booths are gorgeous, as are the grounds; the food is wonderful. The seafood booth (oyster shooters (shrimp for me, thank you very much!), decadent crab dip, steamed shrimp, and so much more) is a true delight. I had a blast there last year. This weekend past... not so much. It may just be that I am tired. *More on that later, though.

Now I’d like nothing more than to call in to work the next four weeks, write a gloriously bad 50,000 word novel and play bodhran and pennywhistle (not simultaneously, of course) until I force myself to get better at both.

Valuable lesson is this, kids: sometimes being a pirate is really frelling cool. Sometimes, it just sucks.